Chapter 173 Chen Mo's Wrath, Blood Stained Fengshan

In the room, the Young Sovereign looked at Wen Qing in surprise, and said in surprise: "It's really unexpected, I didn't expect you, an ordinary person, to have such a level of body protection magic weapon!"

"If I hadn't cultivated to the True Spirit Realm, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to break through the defense of your magic weapon. Now I understand why those people outside are so nervous about you."

Wen Qing looked at the young master in horror, and was even more shocked by the jade pendant Chen Mo gave her. She finally understood why Chen Mo had repeatedly told her to wear it next to her body, and she could not leave it for a moment.

It was such an ordinary jade pendant that actually blocked the young suzerain for half an hour.

The Young Sovereign gave a smirk, and the hot light in his eyes flourished: "Now, let me see who can come to save you!"

Wen Qing resigned to her fate and closed her eyes, all thoughts in her heart were lost: "Even if I die, I will never be insulted by him!"

"Xiao Mo, see you in the next life!"

For some reason, when facing death, the first person Wen Qing thinks of is not Li Sufang who has been kind to her the most, but Chen Mo.

Wen Qing slammed her head against the wall, wanting to commit suicide.

But the young suzerain was faster than her, and with a flash of figure, he blocked Wen Qing's front, but Wen Qing slammed into the young suzerain's arms instead.

"Hey, the little beauty offered to throw herself into her arms, so I will be disrespectful. Hahaha!"

Yan Qingcheng's face was cold, he grabbed the bench from the side and threw it at the young suzerain.

The young suzerain waved his hand casually, and the hard solid wooden bench slammed and sawdust flew, but the young suzerain was not injured at all.

"Hey, little beauty, don't worry, wait a while, it will be your turn soon."

At this moment, Chen Mo sensed the position of the protective jade pendant, and was rushing towards him.

Along the way, Chen Mo didn't care about shocking the world, and exploded at full speed. Passers-by only felt a black shadow flashing in front of them, but they couldn't catch anything.

In the room, the Young Sovereign touched the acupoints of Wen Qing and Yan Qingcheng, and put Wen Qing on the bed...

Suddenly, a sense of crisis hit, a piercing scream fell from the sky, and a golden light burst in from the window.

Boom!

The Young Sovereign dodged away, and punched the golden light away.

Although the golden light was shaken back by him, one of his hands was also numb from the shock, and he couldn't help being horrified!

"Who dares to sneak attack Grandpa!"

The Young Sect Master looked out the window with a vigilant expression on his face, but no one responded to him.

Hope rekindled in Wen Qing's eyes, and tears of humiliation rolled down Ruyu's cheeks.

At this moment, Chen Mo is still a few miles away, so he can only use a touch of spiritual consciousness to attach to the Zhantian Sword, and first check Wen Qing's situation.

Just at the critical moment, Chen Mo sent Zhan Tianjian to attack the young suzerain, but in the end, because the distance was too far, the power of Zhan Tianjian was greatly reduced, and the young suzerain easily blocked it.

"The legendary Sword Immortal can take the head of a person thousands of miles away with a single strike. With my current cultivation, the distance of several miles is already the limit."

Chen Mo was a little frustrated, and had an incomparable desire to recover his strength as soon as possible.

However, this is enough, the potential crisis has not been resolved, and the young suzerain has no time to hurt Wen Qing.

During this time, it was enough for Chen Mo to rush to rescue Wen Qing and the two of them.

"Who is it? You have the guts! Fight three hundred rounds with Grandpa!" The young master looked around in surprise. Although he had reached the true spirit state, equivalent to a martial arts master, he couldn't find Chen Mo who was several miles away.

Chen Mo's current speed has surpassed that of the high-speed rail. The distance of several miles has been covered in less than a minute.

The moment Chen Mo's figure broke through the door, the Young Sect Master was horrified: "It's you! You, you didn't die!"

"How can this be!"

The young master was a little dazed, he really couldn't imagine how Chen Mo escaped from under that mountain.

Glancing at Wen Qing, who was smiling and crying on the bed, and Yan Qingcheng, who was full of anger, Chen Mo's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"I want to erase you from this world completely!"

The cold voice contained endless anger, as if it was not enough to spend the whole world buried with him.

If Chen Mo came ten minutes late, even if he destroyed the earth, it would not be able to make up for the regret in his heart.

The young master was frightened, and there was a trace of fear in his heart. He felt that the young man standing in front of him was not a human being at all, but a bloodthirsty demon god!

"Don't do it, you want a hero to save the beauty, don't you? I'll hand them over to you, and you let me go?" The young master shook his hands and said with a smile.

His answer was a soft cry, and the Zhantian Sword hovered three feet above Chen Mo's head with a fierce killing intent.

As if feeling the master's anger, the sword body of Zhantianjian trembled in the void, and there was a soft cry like a dragon's chant, which became stronger and weaker, like a monster eager to drink blood.

The young master realized that Chen Mo would not let him go, and was ready to put all his eggs in one basket. In a flash, she came to the bedside and grabbed Wen Qingruyu's neck with one hand.

"Boy, let me go, or I will kill..."

Before he finished speaking, the Young Sect Master suddenly screamed: "Ah!"

A golden light flew across the arm that the Young Sect Master stretched out towards Wen Qing, and with a blood sword, one arm was cut off.

"Hey, what magic weapon is this! Why is it so powerful?"

The young master looked at Chen Mo in horror, and wanted to control Wen Qing, but he dared not stretch out his other hand.

Chen Mo's sword just now was too fast, so fast that he had no time to react.

"You don't deserve to know!"

brush!

With another sword strike, the other arm of the Young Sovereign was neatly severed as well.

A strong man in the Grandmaster realm has no power to fight back in front of Chen Mo who is at the fourth level of condensed energy.

"ah!"

The Young Sect Master let out a scream, and suddenly knelt down on his knees: "Master, please forgive me! I am willing to surrender to Master and offer all my property, please spare my life!"

Chen Mo's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was bone-chillingly cold: "Forgive you? Huh, I want you to be wiped out!"

The Sanwei Zhenhuo was released again, and the young suzerain was surrounded by flames, and let out horrified roars.

"What kind of fire is this? Why can it burn my soul! Master, spare your life, spare your life!"

The young suzerain was reduced to ashes, and Chen Mo unlocked the acupuncture points on Wen Qing and Yan Qingcheng.

"Sister Wen, I made you suffer!"

Chen Mo's face was full of guilt, his voice was low and gentle.

Wen Qing hugged Chen Mo violently, and burst into tears. After being imprisoned by the young master for so many days, she did not shed a single tear, but the moment she saw Chen Mo after being rescued, she burst into tears.

A smile appeared on Yan Qingcheng's beautiful face, her eyes were also slightly flushed, and she sighed in her heart for the rest of her life after the catastrophe.

"Sister Wen, don't cry, watch me vent my anger for you!"

Chen Mo helped Wen Qing up, with murderous intent in his eyes, he took Wen Qing with one hand and Yan Qingcheng with the other, and strode out.

"who!"

The two youths guarding the gate gave a cold shout and rushed up immediately.

ah!

There was a flash of light in Chen Mo's eyes, spiritual power came out through his body, the two uttered a scream, their heads were in different places.

"Enemy attack!"

Someone shouted, and immediately, the four major families under the Young Sect Master rushed out to kill Chen Mo.

Chen Mo held Wen Qing and Yan Qingcheng with both hands, and a sea of ​​corpses and blood appeared in his eyes. Wherever he passed along the way, everyone's heads were in different places.

In front of Chen Mo, the warriors in the inner realm are no different from ordinary people.

From the guest room to the hall, blood flowed like a river in the courtyard, and the heads of the four major families who were discussing their affairs all shook.

Yan Qingcheng and Wen Qing were horrified, while Chen Mo was like a god of death. Everything in front of them had completely overturned their cognition.